Sweet Bread and Tea
A tradition of women
who have long since passed.
Has given belonging
to those who are last.
We stand in the clovers,
we pour tea at its best.
As the sweet bread is served
among all the rest.
May the Celtic women
long survive,
into the histories
and the archives.
copyrighted : 2025 Christine McNeill-Matteson
Definer
Describe something you learned in high school.
Allow no one to define you, no matter how sophomoric they see you . You are the determiner of your own destination.
High school will be the first place you learn culture .
Finding Peace in Winter’s Embrace
The snow is a silent falling this morning .
white dress of winter’s prominence .
The temperatures are equally a quiet
presence as the single digits fall .
The birds are hushed with gray sky’s
hanging a winter blanket in the fields,
touching, no lines, no horizons
just gray on white and back again.
I bathe in the silence of aloneness.
Tucked in my home and
I am warmed by the fire,
knowing in the winter’s storm
I am blessed.
Copyrighted 2025 CMM.
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